Hello! :) My name is C. Morgan and I'm from Louisiana–now in Georgia. I LOVE to draw and I hope to go to an art school in Houston, Texas. I am a CHRISTIAN and I have no shame at all in saying that. :) I'm opposed to same-sex marriage, abortion, and feminism (ADVANCE UPON ME HATERS). I do NOT support Bible-thumping bigoted Christians who misuse The Word and make the rest of us look bad though. (I am sorry for anyone who has been through that :( ) Anyway, I'm into a lot of fandoms, I hope to meet plenty of nice people here on tumblr, and have a decent enough stay! Bless! :D

18th September 2014

Question reblogged from imaginexhobbit with 12 notes

hlootoo said: You still didn't make the imagine about the warg and horseback polo. :,(

imaginexhobbit:

Now, I will try not to make the contents of this reply sound rude or insulting or whatever, so here goes…

The queue is currently standing at 142 items, which will take at least six weeks to post with our current posting rate. Now, when we put together Drabbles, we add them to their posting spot in the queue when we can, which means the queue is continuously growing (so, in reality, it will take longer than six weeks to post the very last imagine in the queue at this precise moment).

Now, you are right in stating that I have not yet created your imagine. But there are 30 imagines in the inbox at this moment which are before yours, so that will add at least another seven days (give or take) when they are added to the queue.

So yes, as I have said in the three messages I have sent you previously, we DO have your imagine safely in the inbox, and I WILL get around to making it, but it WILL take a while before it is posted.

Thank you

-Admin Sarah

Oh, okay! Sorry for coming off as annoying…I thought it was forgotten about, and buried under a bunch of imagines with MORE still coming continuously. My apologies. :) Carry on! And again… SORRY! ^v^

15th September 2014

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fawnv:

It’s tea time!  watercolor on paper6x6 in.

fawnv:

It’s tea time!  

watercolor on paper
6x6 in.

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15th September 2014

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victoriaying:

Drinking and drawing in Copenhagen! #art #napkinsketch

victoriaying:

Drinking and drawing in Copenhagen! #art #napkinsketch

Tagged: Cozyrandomnicefood

9th September 2014

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karicasady:

I painted Brigette’s (www.brigetteb.com) dog for her birthday!

karicasady:

I painted Brigette’s (www.brigetteb.com) dog for her birthday!

9th September 2014

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amymebberson:

Pocket Princesses 118 - Knitting lesson
Please reblog, do not repost
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amymebberson:

Pocket Princesses 118 - Knitting lesson

Please reblog, do not repost

Facebook page

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9th September 2014

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calartscharacteranimation:

tinyinventions:

 

Wonderful comic by Ru Kuwahata from Tiny Inventions! 

calartscharacteranimation:

tinyinventions:

Wonderful comic by Ru Kuwahata from Tiny Inventions

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9th September 2014

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sugarcookienebula:

it was just supposed to be a doodle @^@

sugarcookienebula:

it was just supposed to be a doodle @^@

Tagged: ArtNot my artcool

9th September 2014

Photoset reblogged from skullbird with 749 notes

skullbird:

Spiders are kawaii

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6th September 2014

Question reblogged from OH-SNAP-PRO-LIFERS! with 4,135 notes

mylifewithsocialanxiety-deactiv said: Why be pro-life? I mean, do you know what hyperemesis gravidarum, pre-eclampsia, and ectopic pregnancies are? Do you know how physically hellish pregnancy can be for a woman? Do you know all of the different ways that pregnancy can cause mental and emotional distress to a woman? Do you know how emotionally scarring it can be to give a child up for adoption? Or do you just not care about any of that, which proves that your views on this issue are incredibly hateful?

ishouldbealumberjack:

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patron-saint-of-smart-asses:

poo2two:

alwaysabeautifullife:

stumblingintolove:

alwaysabeautifullife:

Do I know how physically hellish pregnancies can be? I got pregnant with my first son when I was 17 years old. I was the top of my class, dating my high school sweet heart for 3 years (Mr. prom king himself). I was a cheerleader, varsity team since I was a freshman, runner up for Miss Wallace, and the school “artist”. When I got pregnant, absolutely everyone around me told me I should get an abortion. My boyfriend and his parents, my parents and my friends, and every single one of my teachers (who I considered my friends). I wanted to keep my son, but every day I got pulled out of class, pestered by my teachers to get an abortion, that they would drive me to the clinic themselves, that “nobody would have to know”. I was firm on my decision. I wanted to keep my son. I was harassed to get an abortion until I was about 6 months pregnant, in which at that point I was rejected by my family and friends, and my teachers. To make matters worse, I began to get a pain in my leg that was so severe I couldn’t stop vomiting. I went to the E.R. and they found that I had a D.V.T. Deep vein thrombosis. After several tests they confirmed that I had 2 types of blood disorders, that are so severe I need to be on anti coagulants for the rest of my life, so severe that any pregnancy is life threatening. The doctors urged me to get an abortion, and once again I refused. I was admitted into the hospital for 2 weeks, with the only anticoagulant approved during pregnancies: lovenox. Lovenox is a shot to the stomach that you take every 12 hours, for the remainder of the pregnancy and 2 months after. The feeling of a D.V.T when it completely clots your leg, is like hooking up a hose to the inside of your leg, filling it up with water until your skin is ready to burst, then plugging the hole. It is beyond excruciating. To deliver my son, was even more dangerous. When you are on blood thinners, your blood is kept 10 x thinner then the average person, so I was at an extreme bleeding risk. If for some reason I needed a c-section, or I had other problems, I could have simply hemorrhaged to death. I delivered my healthy baby boy a few months later, the delivery went wonderful. After I had my son, I went to school at the University of Idaho, to study physiology. Here is a photo of my son, who is now 8 years old. He plays the piano, enjoys legos, minecraft, speaks 3 languages and by his choice is a vegan. He is vibrant and compassionate and loves to make others happy, in the morning when I wake up he makes coffee, and occasionally leaves notes under my bedroom door telling me how much he loves me. He always fights for the smaller person, loves babies and children, and tells me that he cannot wait to get married (often asks me how to get a wife lol). This is the face of the boy that every one I knew told me to abort.

But dear, that isn’t it. When my son was very young, I began to date a man and we were intimate very early in our relationship. He was much older then I was, and he told me he was sterile. He lied. After we had been dating for 2 months I became pregnant again. He was unsupportive of the pregnancy. He urged me to get an abortion. I refused. And so began the abuse. At first it was just control of my life. He took away friends, family. Then he took away my car, my phone, my job. He stole my life. Eventually the abuse became so severe I tried to run away. I bundled my son up in a winter coat and began to walk. We lived in a very first class neighborhood, and he was very well respected, and very well off. When the cops picked me up they told me that if I tried that again, they would take my son away. Then he locked me in a bathroom for 3 days. When I finally cut a hole in the window screen, and climbed down off the roof to run across the street he grabbed me by the neck and tried to kill me. I can barely remember what happened, all I know is there was not one part on my body that was not injured bruised. After months of trying to escape, I finally was able to contact my mother who took me in. But that wasn’t the end of it. When I was about 5 months pregnant, I began to feel a sharp stabbing in my chest when I inhaled. I went to the E.R. They found a Pulmonary embolism in my lungs (blood clot in my lungs). These are extremely fatal. This part of the story is similar, I was admitted into the hospital, I took a shot ever 12 hours into my stomach, and after months finally delivered my second son. He is 7 years old. Here is a photo of my son. For his safety the photo I attached he is actually about 4 years old. He is a very quiet and gentle little boy. He literally cannot kill a fly (he catches them and throws them outside), he enjoys cuddling, hugging random strangers (unfortunately), praying, and day dreaming. I have personally never met anyone who is as sweet, unselfish, gentle, and loving as him. He loves to pray, and also loves scary things like ghosts and skeletons because they are “misunderstood”.

After I got my life back together, I married a wonderful man. After we were married for sometime, I got pregnant with my daughter. During this pregnancy I had a D.V.T and a P.E. I was hospitalized for nearly a month hooked up to machines to make sure my heart did not stop (the clots pass through the heart before they are thrown into the lungs). The doctors threatened to sterilize me without my permission. They called me “selfish” for wanting to keep my child. They told me that I was a bad mother because I wanted to keep my child. I delivered my princess, my vibrant, brilliant daughter. She has the longest most beautiful hair I have ever seen, she is soft spoken but wild and a true lady like little girl.

The Doctors told me they weren’t worth dying for. All the suffering I went through, all the shots I took, the bruises in my belly, It means nothing. In fact the second I held them in my arms I nearly forgot all of it. It meant nothing in comparison to the PEOPLE they are.

But dear, that isn’t the end of the story. A few months ago I had a pain in my leg that i noticed while at work. it wouldnt go away and got worse and worse. I went to the E.R. and they found not only a D.V.T that went up my leg, but also giant bi-lateral clots (P.E. in both lungs). But that’s not all they found. I also found out that I am expecting <3 I spent a few weeks in the hospital. It has been difficult to breath but I get a long just fine (it feels as if I am constantly out of breath from running). I am taking my shots, every day, in my stomach to be sure that the clots desolve, and that I don’t get anymore. And this February I will meet my child, my little person.

I’m 26 years old. I own a home, I live a wonderful life. I am well educated, I own a business, I have a family, and it is ONLY because of my children that I have pushed myself. It is ONLY because of my children that I have lived the life I have, that I never gave up. A lot of anti-pro lifers ask me, why would you risk your life for your “fetus”? Because this life in me, isn’t a fetus, its a child, its a person. And there is no greater glory to a Mother, then to give her life for the life of her child. I’m not scared of pregnancy, I’m not scared of death. I live a beautiful simple life, full of love and joy. I am satisfied at 26 to the point I feel I have lived a 1000 years of happiness. So, to answer you question, do I know how difficult pregnancy is? Absolutely. In fact, I am my obgyns FAVORTIE patient. I see 4 doctors every other week, and take weekly blood tests. My stomach is covered with bruises from the injections, bruises that I have to shove a needle back into to inject again and again. And I would do it all over. Any ‘pro choicer’ has absolutely NO right to speak for women who have life threatening pregnancies. Any ‘pro choicer’ has absolutely NO RIGHT to speak about the value of children, when you have never even held your own. You want to speak for women who want abortions? Speak for another group, because I have met women who would and have risked their life to have a pregnancy that wasn’t “convenient”. You telling me about emotional, mental and physical stress of a pregnancy, when I lied in a hospital when I was 17 months old mocked by every one I loved while i lived in fear of death? You are telling me that I just don’t “care” about any of that, that it proves that my views are hateful? Think again. When I risk my lives for my children, I do it because my love is completely unselfish. Because WHO am I to decide that my life is more valuable than anyone else life? Who am I? They were worth it. I promise you.

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Meet Portia, born Feb 9th.

This is still my favorite post ever.

It always angers me when people act like the only way to help women in difficult or dangerous pregnancies is to give them abortions, or even shame them into getting one. 

What about modern science?  What about the studies that have showed how unnecessary interventions in hospital births increase the risk of infant and maternal deaths?  What about the education women need to know in order to eat and live healthily to prevent a wide spread of pregnancy complications?

Do pro-choicers not want to educate and empower women?  Or is it easier and cheaper for them to lead a mother to an abortion mill?

My pregnancy was no where near as crazy or hellish as alwaysabeautifullife's three pregnancies, but it had it's complications near the end.  I had such severe back pain (most likely back labor), that I would throw up, and keep nothing down; no position was comfortable, and the pain was constant.  I had to be put on a lot of fluids and the only medicine that slowed down the early labor and eased my pain was morphine and hydromorphone.  I had my baby around 35/36 weeks, and she was born with breathing problems and had to be weaned off of her morphine addiction.   I was there with her every day in the NICU for two weeks, my husband there for the first week before he had to return to work. AND I was recovering from a newly deflated labia that had swollen to the size of my fist (thank you fluids) and an episiotomy that left me faint and weak from bloodloss.

Again, no where near as bad as the alwaysabeautifullife:’s pregnancies, but I had a pretty sobering glimpse of the worry, fear, and pain a difficult pregnancy can give…and here I am, with a healthy, beautiful daughter and still against abortion.  And wanting to truly make my next birth a healthy, natural homebirth!

Women deserve education and nonviolent support, not the so-called “choice” of abortion that belittles the strength of mothers and the advancement of medical science.

Those children are absolutely beautiful!

I will reblog this every single time it comes up on my dashboard.

Simply beautiful.

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5th September 2014

Photoset reblogged from brag Jesus with 1,595 notes

prayerpartner:

Please continue to pray for Iraqi Christians. No one is spared. Even children..

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